Old Enough to Forget

I remember when this came out in 1982. It was just in time for Christmas and I bought two copies. One for me, and one for my best friend Mike. At the time I didn't know the album would be a mostly forgettable collection of songs, with one really annoying "hit" with an S song in "It's Raining Again".  There was a certain degree of pent up excitement at the thought of a new album and the stop gap release of the obligatory live album certainly didn't count, at least to me. Heck, let's be honest, the live version of "Dreamer" got a second life no one saw coming, or wanted ... again, just me. Breakfast in America was huge in Canada going Diamond, with over 1.5 million copies out there. I suppose the pressure to try and have lightning strike twice was enormous. With the benefit of hindsight, and the internet there's a lot of information out there about the tumultuous gestation period that birthed "...famous last words..." The delic...

Supertramp ruled the world with Breakfast in America , but for me it was, and will always be Even in the Quietest Moments that holds a special place in my heart. There are a few indelible memories that are forever tied to this album, and for that alone the album carried more emotional weight than it should. It's always been weird to me how some songs, and bands got to me in a way that really didn't make sense. My earliest memories are tied to music, and even at a young age it was the harder driving songs that got me excited. It's funny I never really got into metal, but hard rock certainly floated my boat. Then there was Supertramp. They weren't rock ... they were and they weren't. They were though accepted in rock circles, and they pop, and progressive to a point, but they were their own thing. Through my older cousins I had heard Crime of the Century so I was aware of the band ... but it was one of those ubiquitous Friday night music shows where I first saw a st...